Our team is not allowed to fall in love

The three little girls holding Cheng Xi and Lu Miaozhou's two-person support cards were stunned for a moment, as if they couldn't believe that Zhou Shen, whom they had only met in the live broadcast room, would walk up to them and talk to them face to face.

One of the girls with a ponytail and an oil painting was the first to react, and immediately handed the painting back: "That's right! Zhoushen, we are students of the Academy of Fine Arts... I have liked you and Xizai for a long time, this painting is We drew together, can I give it to you?"

Lu Miaozhou reached out to take the oil painting, and said slowly, "Thank you."

The girls were so excited that they didn't know what to say, hesitated for a while and asked in a low voice: "Can Zhou God...can you sign us?"

"Let Flame come over to sign, okay? My right hand is not very handy."

"Okay, okay!" They quickly took out a pen and paper, "Thank you Zhoushen!"

Cheng Xi walked over consciously when he heard the commotion, Chen Bisheng glanced at the time when he saw it, and it was still early before boarding, so he asked the other team members to interact with fans for a while to sign a name and take a photo, within 5 minutes Just come back.

Cheng Xi walked to Lu Miaozhou's side, and heard a girl blushing say to him: "flame, I have liked you since you were in MAX, let's work hard for the World Championship!"

"Okay, thank you!" Cheng Xi heard the word "like", subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Miaozhou, hesitated and continued, "Thank you for your support, I will continue to work hard."

Lu Miaozhou handed the pen and paper to Cheng Xi: "My right hand is not very convenient, they asked me for our autographs, and you can sign one for them for me by the way."

The young man said "we two" very naturally, and several fans blushed excitedly when they saw their interaction.

Someone boldly said, "Zhoushen, why did you ask Flame to sign for you?"

"Because I know Xiaoxi very well. Isn't it the same for him to sign and for me to sign?"

Cheng Xi buried his head in signing. He had seen Lu Miaozhou's signature many times, and it was probably [-]% similar after imitating it.

The cp fans pricked up their ears. Hearing this, they wished they could record it on the spot and send it to Chaohua. They suppressed their excitement and continued to ask.

"Zhoushen, then your hand was injured this time... Was it really to help flame block bricks?"

Lu Miaozhou glanced sideways at the young master who was engrossed in signing. As expected, he saw the blushing ear tips of the shy boy friend, and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

Still keeping his composure on his face, he answered the fans' questions in a serious manner: "Aren't there videos online? Our Jiaxi God's hand is for the sniper position. It's precious, so it can't be hurt."

"Is it more expensive than gold in your hand?"

Lu Miaozhou chuckled softly: "In my heart, he is more precious than my gold... The main reason is that he is afraid of pain. If he gets hurt, I can't bear it."

As soon as the words fell, the fans crowded around all suspected that they had heard it wrong.

What did Zhou Shen just say?

He said that if Xi Zai hurt him, he would not bear it? !

Is this what they can hear when they come to send a phone? !

Zhouxi cp is real!

Cheng Xi's signing hand trembled, and he almost signed it crookedly.His heartbeat was getting faster and faster. He was afraid that fans would see that his cheeks were hot and stained red, so he quickly accelerated the speed of signing.

Fortunately, within a few moments, Chen Bisheng shouted at them: "Sailing, flame! It's almost time, you two should come back, it's not too late to interact with fans after the World Championship!"

The fans sensibly gave way, and those who didn't get autographs didn't regret it, and cheered them on happily.

"Come on, AIM! We are watching your game in the live room!"

Cheng Xi returned to his teammates as if fleeing, and then slowed down when he walked into the ticket gate, looking at Lu Miaozhou: "Brother Lu, you just—"

What you said to the fans just now is too...

"What's the matter, I care about my teammates, what's the problem?" Lu Miaozhou raised his hand and gently pinched the boy's cheek, "Of course... I also care about my boyfriend."

Lin Shen caught off guard and ate a mouthful of dog food: "Hey, hey, you two pay attention, although there are no fans here, there are still passers-by!"

"What did Zhoushen tell the fans? Let us see that we are in a hurry."

Cheng Xi just wanted to file a complaint, but when the words came to his lips, he felt sweet and cloying. He was really embarrassed to say it, so he could only say helplessly: "...It's really nothing."

At most, it will be another hot search.

Ten minutes later, several people boarded the plane.

Naturally, Cheng Xi and Lu Miaozhou sat together. Their flight wasn't too early, but they couldn't play games for training on the plane. Of course, they would not miss the chance to catch up on sleep.

They each fell asleep crookedly in their seats.

Chen Bisheng didn't dare to wrong his little ancestors, so he booked the best business seat, but no one noticed them.

Cheng Xi hesitated for a moment, blinked his eyes and yawned, and quietly leaned his head on Lu Miaozhou's shoulder.

"Is it cold?"

"Not cold, hot."

Cheng Xi answered in a low voice, and immediately felt her boyfriend reach out to help him unzip the jacket of the team uniform.

"Is it still hot?"

"It's not hot anymore." Cheng Xi bent his lips and glanced around guiltily. Seeing that everyone was sleeping, he raised his face and leaned forward to kiss Lu Miaozhou's Adam's apple, "Thank you, Brother Lu."

"...Sleep."

"Ah."

He slept extremely peacefully, until the smell of food wafted into his nostrils, Cheng Xi snorted, opened his eyes, and saw a boxed lunch already placed on the small table in front of him.

"...Brother Lu, what time is it?"

"It's past five in the evening. I had lunch early today, are you hungry? Do you want some drinks? I'll get them for you."

"Need not."

Cheng Xi sat up straight, and slowly opened the boxed lunch in front of him. He just took a few bites when he suddenly heard a few blond foreigners sitting obliquely in front of them talking in English.

Although Cheng Xi's English is not very good, he still understands it roughly. What the two foreigners are discussing is this year's WPL World Championship.

Cheng Xi listened with his ears up for a while, then whispered: "Brother Lu, they are discussing this WPL World Championship, which one can win the championship, the FLY team in North America or the GUN team in South Korea."

These two teams were last year's champions and runners-up respectively. They have seen many game videos of these two teams, and their strength is indeed very strong.

As for why AIM was not mentioned... It is estimated that ordinary foreign players only know that AIM is a new team established by Huaguo this year, and they don't take it too seriously.

Lu Miaozhou said "Hmm", "Are they betting?"

"Seems to be."

The young man smiled, and gave Cheng Xi all the braised chicken nuggets in his lunch box: "Then both of them are destined to lose the bet."

"This time the world champion will only be our AIM."